After 19 long, long months, the reconstruction of our Florida home is finally done. It will never be “normal” again; the inevitable changes were too significant for that. But it is a new normal, and it isn’t bad.
Naturally, the end of the process came the same week we were planning to leave for the mountains, so we won’t have much of an opportunity to enjoy the fruits of our labors. It’s time to leave, however. It’s getting way too hot, and I can’t wait to get out of DeSantistan. North Carolina has its own issues, but at least the Democrat running for governor has a big lead in the polls.
Can we have a quiet hurricane season this once? Cross your fingers.